My Blank Verse

[Verse 1: Elucid]

Keep out the gutter, yo Elucid

Keep out the gutter, yo

That guy...

Sociopathic classic mastered mantra

Audio trasher bastard negro-mancer

Handsome ransom rappers pander stand up

Gotta game so fuck bout your standard

My black verse, you heard something

Crammed up, he bang first, Fort Greene and Frankfurt

Tranquilize your network, they ain’t learn German

Apply pressures more professors watching squirming

Ain’t that nerve, live from the firmament

Raw shit affirmative, cult leader gutter spit

There’ll be no alternative, turn it in

Murder is the permanent to serve your clique

Paranormal turbulence, I’m sure of this (sure)

This very pussy’s got neutered, styles you need a new one

For them I got two words: truth hurts, I’m dipped in crew merch

They poem, new birth dedicated to babies who came feet first

[Chorus: Elucid]

If you scared get a gun, ain't a prayer that could save him

Swear by the snare not a square that could phase him

Stay the fuck out the gutter

[Verse 2: Elucid]

Sci-fi city dirty digital, minimal

Junk yard lyrical, pope and style chemical

Most cynical bone crushing ridicule, wrote the pitiful

Gross grow by the interval, they foreclose lost roads getting critical

Unload and explode what he finna do, clone get a clue

Stifling crews, what you guys gotta prove

I’m live and infused, ducks lined in a pool

Headshot, headshot, one cop, three drop

Let’s make lunch, lemongrass infused, he spaz at full moons

Many factions fool, he crash from more booze (more booze)

Hoe open tossed speak like a gentlemen, riddle you tender [?]

Belittle the sick the venom in, old rappers need let ‘em in

I think he's got worms

[Chorus: Elucid]

If you scared get a gun ain't a prayer that could save him

Swear by the snare not a square that could phase him

[Verse 2: Part 2: Elucid]

Grizzly bears stashing plates for temptations (blood)

In this equation Reaganomics Obama conscience

Different option, same toxin, can’t box ‘em blossom

Crack on crack, they still wet behind the ears

Reflective of their peers, they always seem to live without a care

He should run for mayor, his seeds be his hair

Careen through, career got more means to share

Take it then I give it back, computer wizard IRN they scared to interact

Paint it black, getting slizzered by the shimmy shack, your shit is whack

Pussy rapper kitty cat, playing pitty-pat, rack ‘em up ad blow they cap

[Chorus: Elucid]

If you scared get a gun, ain't a prayer that could save him

Swear by the snare not a square that could phase him

Stay the fuck out the gutter